The rain is pouring down on the asphalt like a grey veil, hiding all the light behind it.
My whole body is shaking as I desperately gasp for air, but to no avail.
Heavens gates have openend to throw me into hell.
The coldness surrounding me mixes with the tears streaming down my face, and my sobs are being drowned out by the roaring sound of the storm above me.
It feels like the sky is crashing down on me, holding my chest and head in an icy grip.
My mind is screaming while my mouth can’t utter even a single word.
Please! I beg of you…make it stop!
The horrendous chaos crying in my soul threatens to overpower me and I can only hopelessly let it take the wheel.
But then…
Suddenly I feel something rough under my fingertips.
It’s not the ground, it’s not the asphalt…
It’s the fabric of your jacket.
My mind quiets for a moment like a sudden lull.
I look up from the darkness beneath my feet, afraid of what my gaze will find when I lift it.
And then… I see you.
Completely soaked from the rain, you look at me in panic, but also in relief.
I can’t process what’s happening, but the rough feeling under my fingers feels so real that I cling to it as if my life depended on it.
And it does.
I cramp my hands so hard around the piece of fabric that it squeezes out all the rain, just to be soaked again with hot teardrops.
You don’t mind.
You hold me, you fix me, and soothe my wounded soul.
You close the gates of hell, slowly but surely.
The darkness fades, the coldness diminishes, and I can finally breathe again.
You are my anker in the chaos. My light shining like a bright star in the sky, leading me in the right direction.
No words can describe how grateful I am that you are here.
And no gesture will ever be enough to show how much you mean to me.
But I will to do my best to try.
Because you are the light that illuminates my heart with color and warmth, freeing me from the icy prison I have held myself in for so long.
Thank you for being born in the same world as me.
Thank you, for loving me.
. . . .
If you like my work, you can support me here.^^
See you again!
—
This post was previously published on medium.com.
***
All Premium Members get to view The Good Men Project with NO ADS. Need more info? A complete list of benefits is here.
 |
 |
 |
 |
—–
Photo credit: Aline de Nadai on Unsplash
